Diary 02

06.06.20

I bought a pair of gold hoop earrings midway through winter, and I’ve worn them everyday since. Before a swim I took them out, realizing that it was the first time, and arranged them on the lid of my coffee cup. Made me think of my attachment to belongings. The objects that complement life’s routines, mundane and monotonous as they may be. How age dovetails value in this way.

06.07.20

Eat slower.

Be specific.

Be sensitive to the people you love.

Cultivate + care for your space/(Water your plants, dust under the couch).

Plan ahead.

06.08.20

Today was a good day. I’ve been yearning for one of these now that summer’s here, but far and few they seem. I go about my days at a frantic pace so maybe I’m just zipping past them. Today I get to revel in it. I’m sitting in the laundry room on a black metal bench facing the machines. The door is propped open next to me, and aided by an iron-bar window there’s a soft, warm breeze meandering the corners and heights of the walls.

06.11.20

My daydreams are all about swimming this time of season. I’m hoping I can swim the lake on my next trip back to Chicago. Something about still water.

I have this one dream etched into thought right now, the sky inky with night and the sound of my strokes in still water. Like to imagine I’m naked, too. The air retains moisture even after the sun goes down there, so it would be hot and humid and the swim crisp and cold.